And so we find ourselves in a situation where we have inserted our foot into our mouth. Granted, it could’ve been a much funnier scene if I had the time to play with it more, but to be honest this is a bit of a transition story arc. It transitions between story arcs. Also, I had just beaten a game I had been playing for over a year.

In pieces. A game I had been playing for a year in pieces. Not in a single sitting. I have a life. Or something that resembles a life.

Speaking of life, around this time every year my family and I go “camping” out at a state park in Indiana. I put “camping” in quotes because we’re in cabins with cable TV. It’s camping with cable.

However, it’s also an opportunity for more photos. Perhaps a haunted cabin story. Perhaps an Evil Dead parody. You’ll have to wait to see.

I was having a conversation with Beth about our weekend activities, and she wanted to go out and do something. And I’m telling myself I’m only 4-5 hours away from the end of this game. And I’m into it. Really into the game. The story had finally grabbed me and the gameplay had immersed me and I was the savior of the Wasteland.

So when Beth said she wanted to do this other thing, I said I wanted to finish the game. When she asked for a rationale, I broke into the rant you see above you.

But of course you can’t make a joke about recanting the plot of the game, so we use it to segue into the next page.